Drops of crimson in the snow, you truly are something else.
Our hearts beat in an all too similar fashion, but you couldn’t be more different.
The pains of this strange existence clench at your insides.
Pain that’s anything but welcome.
You’re something differently entirely.
Beneath skin and bone, you’re the
monster that’s plagued myths and stories for centuries.
The monster that will give meaning and purpose to my own miserable existence.
Sever ties with your master, and we’ll be together forever.
Punish those I could not, and we’ll be together forever.
You finished the Rubix Cube, you’re much more brilliant than I.
You’ve lived long enough to be.
I let the right one in.
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